Song of Songs 8
1 I would that you, O my kinsman, were he that sucked the breasts of my mother; when I found you without, I would kiss you; yes, they should not despise me.
Oh, da bi bil kakor moj brat, ki je sesal prsi moje matere! Ko bi te našla zunaj, bi te poljubila, da, ne bi bila prezirana.
2 I would take you, I would bring you into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me; I would make you to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranates.
Vodila bi te in te privedla v hišo svoje matere, ki bi me poučila. Povzročila bi ti, da piješ dišeč vinski sok mojih granatnih jabolk.
3 His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
Njegova leva roka bi bila pod mojo glavo in njegova desnica bi me objela.
4 I have charged you, you daughters of Jerusalem, by the virtues of the field, that you stir not up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.
Naročam vam, oh hčere jeruzalemske, da ne razvnamete niti ne zbudite moje ljubezni, dokler njemu ugaja.
5 Who is this that comes up all white, leaning on her kinsman? I raised you up under an apple tree; there your mother brought you forth; there she that bore you brought you forth.
Kdo je ta, ki prihaja iz divjine, naslonjena na svojega ljubljenega? Dvignil sem te pod jablano; tam te je rodila tvoja mati, tam te je rodila, ki te je nosila.
6 Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm; for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave, her shafts are shafts of fire, [even] the flames thereof. (Sheol h7585)
Postavi me kakor pečat na svoje srce, kakor pečat na svoj laket, kajti ljubezen je močna kakor smrt, ljubosumje je kruto kakor grob. Njegovi ogorki so ognjeno oglje, ki ima najbolj silovit plamen. (Sheol h7585)
7 Much water will not be able to quench love, and rivers shall not drown it; if a man would give all his substance for love, [men] would utterly despise it.
Mnogo vodá ne more pogasiti ljubezni niti je poplave ne morejo potopiti. Če bi človek vse imetje svoje hiše dal za ljubezen, bi bil popolnoma zaničevan.
8 Our sister is little, and has no breasts; what shall we do for our sister, in the day wherein she shall be spoken for?
Imamo majhno sestro in ona nima prsi. Kaj bomo storili za svojo sestro na dan, ko jo bodo snubili?
9 If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks; and if she is a door, let us carve for her cedar panels.
Če bo zid, bomo na njej zgradili srebrno palačo in če bo vrata, jo bomo obdali s cedrovimi deskami.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one that found peace.
Jaz sem zid in moje prsi kakor stolpa. Potem sem bila v njegovih očeh kakor nekdo, ki je našel naklonjenost.
11 Solomon had a vineyard in Beelamon; he let his vineyard to keepers; every one was to bring for its fruit a thousand [pieces] of silver.
Salomon je imel vinograd v Báal Hamónu; vinograd je dal v najem čuvajem. Vsak naj bi za njegov sad prinesel tisoč koščkov srebra.
12 My vineyard, even mine, is before me; Solomon [shall have] a thousand, and they that keep its fruit two hundred.
Moj vinograd, ki je moj, je pred menoj. Ti, oh Salomon, moraš imeti tisoč, tisti, ki varujejo sad od njega, pa dvesto.
13 You that dwell in the gardens, the companions listen to your voice: make me hear [it].
Ti, ki prebivaš v vrtovih, družabniki prisluhnejo tvojemu glasu; pripravi me, da ga slišim.
14 Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe or a fawn on the mountains of spices.
Podvizaj se, moj ljubljeni in bodi podoben srni ali mlademu jelenu na gorah dišav.
